Crummy stuff

Good for nothing

Crummy stuff
everyday i wake up swearing
beatin the shit right out of the alarm
then i think 'bout what i have to do
i have to force my body into my clothes
everyday i throw away my life
while the sun is shining through the clouds
i have to talk all day with people that i hate
i have to leave all the things i'd love to do
everybody tells me that it's right to work
while all i want is just to live my life
you GOOD FOR NOTHING boy!
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